[ Derek smiles a little at her response. Admittedly, he's relieved. He likes Caroline; she gets him, because she's kind of like him. It's nice to have a friend that is a little closer to his age and isn't from home who still understands what it's like to be him, at least to some degree. He'd honestly been put out rather a lot when he'd thought she was angry with him, so it's nice to know that she isn't, anymore. ]

I really like kids, that's all.

[ He hopes to have several of his own some day, but honestly, Derek's really not holding his breath for that one. If he can't even trust enough to sleep with someone here, he's certainly never going to trust someone enough to have children with them. Still, having Baby as a baby was a nice way to live vicariously through himself and it's nice to dream sometimes. He just...won't tell anyone.

Another smile crosses his expression and he shakes his head, as if to dismiss her summary of herself as unimportant. To him, it kind of is. ]

You're all right, Caroline. You might not be able to see it all the time, but the paranoid control freak that I am totally gets it. We're good, I promise.